Number Two suddenly widened his eyes. He stared fixedly at Li as if he were looking at a monster. His nose was far sharper than a Savage Wyvern's, and he could clearly smell the scent of Savage Wyverns on Li.
"Those Savage Wyverns really were lured here by you!? You bastard, do you know you got Number One killed?" Number Two roared, his face turning ashen.
"You devil! You're no noble—you're just a hateful heretic! Let me tell you, I'm a senior member of the Jungle Guardians! Number Two of the Divine Arrow Group! Plenty of people in the Jungle Guardians know who I am! If you kill me, you'll make enemies of countless jungle assassins! I advise you to let me go right now. That way, if the church ever captures you in the future, I can put in a good word for you and maybe spare your life!" As Number Two spoke, he actually began to look somewhat arrogant.
After all, in his mind, no matter how capable Li was, he was still just a fugitive. Li sneered. "Are you done? My patience isn't very good right now, so you'd better answer my questions honestly. No matter what your identity is, I'm already being hunted by countless people. Even if I offend a few hundred thousand more, I couldn't care less."
"Hmph, let me tell you, we Jungle Guardians have extremely thorough resistance-to-interrogation training. Don't get any ideas..." Number Two looked immensely pleased with himself, seeming to look down on Li even more.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you something." Li lightly stroked Number Two's neck. "I have a teacher whose situation is similar to mine. He's also hunted by countless people. His name is... the Mountain Hermit... Have you heard of him?"
Number Two's eyes flew wide